1 “ Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? Where has your beloved turned, That we may seek him with you?”

Où est allé ton bien-aimé, O la plus belle des femmes? De quel côté ton bien-aimé s'est-il dirigé? Nous le chercherons avec toi.

2 “ My beloved has gone down to his garden, To the beds of balsam, To pasture his flock in the gardens And gather lilies.

Mon bien-aimé est descendu à son jardin, Au parterre d'aromates, Pour faire paître son troupeau dans les jardins, Et pour cueillir des lis.

3 “ I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine, He who pastures his flock among the lilies.”

Je suis à mon bien-aimé, et mon bien-aimé est à moi; Il fait paître son troupeau parmi les lis. -

4 “ You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my darling, As lovely as Jerusalem, As awesome as an army with banners.

Tu es belle, mon amie, comme Thirtsa, Agréable comme Jérusalem, Mais terrible comme des troupes sous leurs bannières.

5 “ Turn your eyes away from me, For they have confused me; Your hair is like a flock of goats That have descended from Gilead.

Détourne de moi tes yeux, car ils me troublent. Tes cheveux sont comme un troupeau de chèvres, Suspendues aux flancs de Galaad.

6 “ Your teeth are like a flock of ewes Which have come up from their washing, All of which bear twins, And not one among them has lost her young.

Tes dents sont comme un troupeau de brebis, Qui remontent de l'abreuvoir; Toutes portent des jumeaux, Aucune d'elles n'est stérile.

7 “ Your temples are like a slice of a pomegranate Behind your veil.

Ta joue est comme une moitié de grenade, Derrière ton voile...

8 “ There are sixty queens and eighty concubines, And maidens without number;

Il y a soixante reines, quatre-vingts concubines, Et des jeunes filles sans nombre.

9 B ut my dove, my perfect one, is unique: She is her mother’s only daughter; She is the pure child of the one who bore her. The maidens saw her and called her blessed, The queens and the concubines also, and they praised her, saying,

Une seule est ma colombe, ma parfaite; Elle est l'unique de sa mère, La préférée de celle qui lui donna le jour. Les jeunes filles la voient, et la disent heureuse; Les reines et les concubines aussi, et elles la louent. -

10 ‘ Who is this that grows like the dawn, As beautiful as the full moon, As pure as the sun, As awesome as an army with banners?’

Qui est celle qui apparaît comme l'aurore, Belle comme la lune, pure comme le soleil, Mais terrible comme des troupes sous leurs bannières? -

11 “ I went down to the orchard of nut trees To see the blossoms of the valley, To see whether the vine had budded Or the pomegranates had bloomed.

Je suis descendue au jardin des noyers, Pour voir la verdure de la vallée, Pour voir si la vigne pousse, Si les grenadiers fleurissent.

12 “ Before I was aware, my soul set me Over the chariots of my noble people.”

Je ne sais, mais mon désir m'a rendue semblable Aux chars de mon noble peuple. -

13 “ Come back, come back, O Shulammite; Come back, come back, that we may gaze at you!” “ Why should you gaze at the Shulammite, As at the dance of the two companies?

(7: 1) Reviens, reviens, Sulamithe! Reviens, reviens, afin que nous te regardions. -Qu'avez-vous à regarder la Sulamithe Comme une danse de deux choeurs?